"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine.
"Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel al...
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TAPE 4 SIDE A
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Jasper was the furthest thing from a grieving widower, if anything he was dealing with Margot's disappearance surprisingly well, considering how before summer break he was completely enamored by her. But just as I'd suspected, whatever he felt for her was probably merely a temporary fascination as it usually was with boys his age. I don't blame him, I was fascinated by her too, everyone was- she was Margot she was everything. I don't think I ever wanted to be anyone's temporary fascination.
At this very moment, I was seated on the edge of Jasper's bed while he parted my thighs with his leg, I glanced up at him with that pretty doe-eyed innocent look I gave all the boys simply because I knew it was what they desired from me. His thumb swiped over my bottom lip, it was rough and calloused but it was a good enough distraction. He leaned down and kissed me, his cold familiar lips colliding with my own in a symphony of sorts of our own grievances.
